So I got home today, and when I got on the computer, Rachel was like, "Are you going to club 18?" So I told her how I'm a member there, but I hate it. Her parental people wouldn't let her go because they didn't want her mooching on her sisters friends, I guess. They told her if someone else she knew was going, she could too.
So I called her and she was dying for me to go. I was skeptical, but I asked my mom. She was in the tub, and I was like, "Can I go to the club? There's a dance and Rachel's going." To my complete surprise, she was like, "Yeah, what time?" So I got ready in about 5 minutes and then we left.
So she drove me, and I met up with Rachel. They took about an hour to let everyone in. In the dance, I was totally surprised by all the freakish freaking. A lot of Hanky Sko's were there. Mayer showed up for about a second, so Rachel finally got to see him. She turns around and mouths, "NOT!!! NOT HOT!!!" That's what I've said all along. I was like, yeah, no kidding.
Some kid in a "John Kerry" trucker hat made fun of us by standing by the coat check. All I wanted was change for a 10 and he harrassed us all. I made the coat check guy promise to be really mean. Who wears a political trucker hat to a dance?
Rachel "accidentally" ended up freaking with some "Isaac" guy from Presidio. He was pretty, um, there's no nice way to say it: Ganstah.
Aaryn showed up, and made me hug Jeremy... Again! Good news, he hugs a lot better when he isn't holding hands with his girlfriend. (They broke up.)
Anyway, the music wasn't too loud, like it usually is at this type of thing. I had to pay for my own Coke this time, whiched sucked, but that was pretty much the only downer. (Unless you count that guy who walked up behind Rachel and poked her waist with both hands.) And I got to see all my old camp friends. Lydia, Maisey, Ebby, that 6th grader who does sports too much, everybody. Rachel and I are definitely going to the next one.

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